CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win
Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Hearing the bad news, Harry immediately hung up the phone, picked up his car key, and walked out.

"Kate, Jason, contact Mr. Turner now. Mrs. Turner is in trouble."

That car plate number was the one Mrs. Turner had chosen in the garage!

"Mr. Tuner is on the plane now. How can we reach him?" Kate frowned and asked.

"Keep trying till you succeed. I'll go to the rescue site now. Pray for Mrs. Turner. If something bad happens to her, I am afraid..."

What would Mr. Turner do?

None of them dared to imagine.

Bryan walked out of the airport in a black suit.

He took out his mobile phone and turned it on.

There came a call from his mansion.

Bryan frowned and picked it up. "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Turner, Mrs. Turner had a car accident. Her car is in the river, and we haven't found her yet..."

"What?" Bryan became sullen.

How horrible!

"The accident happened at the bridge before our mansion. Mr. Miller is there."

Without hesitation, Bryan hung up the phone.

In his black leather shoes, Bryan rushed out of the airport.

In the dark night, the car sped along the road.

The police got the bridge under control, and no cars were allowed to drive past.

Bryan rushed to the rescue site. Harry was sending his men to help the rescue team.

"Mr. Turner, you're finally here! Bad news. Mrs. Turner doesn't swim." Harry walked towards Bryan, who looked completely grim, and briefed the case. Finley didn't swim?! Wasn't she omnipotent? Why didn't she swim?

Bryan stared at the river coldly and stepped back.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy.

Damn it.

Bryan shook his dizzy head to calm himself down.

"Mr. Turner, why don't you wait in the car?" Harry noticed that Bryan was sick.

Bryan had this problem for a long time. Every time this feeling would come to him when he saw something related to sea or river.

"No. Send more men to search for her. I don't believe that she will die here." Bryan forced himself to face the river.

No matter how uncomfortable, Bryan made up his mind to wait for Finley here.

What if she showed up the next second?

"How long has this salvage lasted?" Bryan asked in a cold voice.

Harry checked his wristwatch and said, "More than one hour."

"What the hell are you doing?" Bryan growled impatiently.

There was anxiety and nervousness in his eyes.

He tried hard to calm the tremor in his finger.

Why would he be so concerned about a woman? What was wrong with him?

"We got one here. Please invite the victim's family over."

An exciting voice came from the other side.

Bryan immediately raised his head and rushed in the direction of the sound.

Finley lay on the grass, drenched all over. Her face was as white as a sheet of paper.

A rescue worker touched her nose and said, "It seems she isn't breathing."

"F*ck off!" Bryan roared.